Jiannis From Australia

	  		




Verse 1:
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 Jianni's from Australia 
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 But she's here to stay, 
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 With her hair like golden sunlight 
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 On a summer's day. 
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 Her eye's caught the sun in Sydney 
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 And there it remains, 
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 It shines through her skin and laughter 
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 Makes the shadows sway 
 
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 That Chinese blood of hers 
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 Is reaching for the fire 
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 That was lit by Durrel books 
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 Full of poetry or higher. 
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 Her brain is full of words 
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 From all the poets she admires 
B 
 she gets by fine 




Verse 2:
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 Jianni doesn't like the cold 
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 It once made her weep 
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 She was forced to wait for a night bus 
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 When she needed sleep. 
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 But she was out the next night, 
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 The cold won't keep her down; 
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 You can't help but feel warm inside 
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 When Jianni's around. 

A 
 That Chinese blood of hers 
    G#m              F#m 
 Is reaching for the fire 
C#m 
 That was lit by Durrel books 
         G#m       F#m 
 Full of poetry or higher. 
C#m 
 Her brain is full of words 
              G#m         F#m      
 From all the poets she admires 
B 
 she gets by fine 





Verse 3:
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 Jianni's got her own place now, 
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 The cheapest place she took, 
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 She travels with a trunk of clothes 
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 And an Allen Ginsberg book. 
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 She gets itchy thighs sometimes 
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 And she'll let you know 
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 Jianni is beautiful 
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 She's all the boys in tow. 

A 
 That Chinese blood of hers 
    G#m              F#m 
 Is reaching for the fire 
C#m 
 That was lit by Durrel books 
         G#m       F#m 
 Full of poetry or higher. 
C#m 
 Her brain is full of words 
              G#m         F#m      
 From all the poets she admires 
B 
 she gets by fine 





Verse 4:
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 Jianni's from Australia 
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 And she fell in love, 
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 But it stopped her from being happy 
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 So she gave it up. 
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 And love and loss are a perfect way to 
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 Douse a flame 
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 But jianni's soul is burning, 
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 She'll burn again.

A 
 That Chinese blood of hers 
    G#m              F#m 
 Is reaching for the fire 
C#m 
 That was lit by Durrel books 
         G#m       F#m 
 Full of poetry or higher. 
C#m 
 Her brain is full of words 
              G#m         F#m      
 From all the poets she admires 
B 
 she gets by fine